Thursday, May 20, 2010

repertoire

your legs are on either side of me
as you lean forward
lips to my sun-kissed complexion
the back side of your palms
graze my definition
adrift on the clouds of memory
alas leaving what I once knew
there is only me
there is only you
morning light peers through my venetian blinds
dreaded the parting
how long can i last?
how long can i hold my breath...

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